• 52 Ascolti
  • DjangoLuis Bacalov & Rocky Roberts

Luis Bacalov & Rocky Roberts - Django

Chorus: Django !

Django, have you always been alone ?

Chorus: Django !

Django, have you never loved again ?
Love will live on, oh oh oh
Life must go on, oh oh oh
For you cannot spend your life regreatting

Chorus: Django !

Django, you must face another day

Chorus: Django !

Django, now your love has gone away
Once you loved her, whoa-oh
Now you’ve lost her, whoa-oh-oh-oh
But you’ve lost her forever, Django

When there are clouds in the skies, and they are grey
You may be sad but remember that love will pass away

Oh Django !
After the showers is the sun
Will be shining

  • 10 Ascolti
  • SunshinePatrice

And when I feel 
life’s heavy labours calling. 
I make my self 
light aslight 
I think of things 
as they come to me 
without warning 
A train of thoughts passing through on the tracks 

CHORUS 

Sunshine 
we be cruising, 
it’s in our music 
that’s where the truth is 
cos we have done 
that cos we haven’t been there 
I wanna go there 
cos we will run that, 
I wanna go for real 

See the sun shine 
in winter time see snow falling in summer time 
it’s all crazy like our minds 
all this anger makes us blind. 
For all these poisons that are mine 
I know I can not rewind 
as I struggle to be more kind 
As the train lies 
and I mess around 
I’m so young but not without a sound, 
been seen double,keeping me down 
I fiddle with a thought 
But not without a sound 

CHORUS 

(I wanna feel it, 
I wanna be there, 
I want you to feel it, 
the way that I feel it. 
Don’t you conceal it, 
come on reveal it, 
you better kiss me 
you better love your self.) 

My body and your body 
can fuse into one 
shadow on the wall. 
Your body and my body 
produce somebody 
a soundbody. 
Just look what we conjured 
out of nowhere like the notes 
that thrill the air 

CHORUS 

(I wanna feel it, 
I wanna be there, 
I want you to feel it, 
the waythat I feel it. 
Don’t you conceal it, 
come on reveal it, 
you better kiss me 
you better love your self)


  • 70 Ascolti
  • Long Cool Woman In A Black Dress The Hollies

Saturday night I was downtown
Working for the FBI
Sitting in a nest of bad men
Whiskey bottles piling high

Bootlegging boozer on the west side
Full of people who are doing wrong
Just about to call up the DA man
When I heard this woman singing a song

A pair of 45’s made me open my eyes
My temperature started to rise
She was a long cool woman in a black dress
Just a 5-9 beautiful tall
With just one look I was a bad mess
‘Cause that long cool woman had it all

I saw her heading to the table
Well a tall walking big black cat
When Charlie said I hope that you’re able, boy
Well I’m telling you she knows where it’s at
Well then suddenly we heard the sirens
And everybody started to run
Jumping under doors and tables
Well I heard somebody shooting a gun

Well the DA was pumping my left hand
And she was holding my right
Well I told her, “Don’t get scared
‘Cause you’re gonna be spared”
Well I’m gonna be forgiven
If I wanna spend my living
With a long cool woman in a black dress
Just a 5-9 beautiful tall
With just one look I was a bad mess
‘Cause that long cool woman had it all
Had it all, had it all, had it all…

  • 143 Ascolti
  • EpocaGotan Project

Si desapareció 
en mi aparecerá 
creyeron que murió 
pero renacerá 

Llovió, paró, llovió 
y un chico adivinó 
oímos una voz, y desde un tango 
rumor de pañuelo blanco 

No eran buenas esas épocas 
malos eran esos aires 
fue hace veinticinco años 
y vos existías, sin existir todavía 
Si desapareció 
en mi aparecerá 
creyeron que murió y aquí se nace, 
aquí la vida renace 

No eran buenas esas épocas 
malos eran esos aires 
fue hace veintinco años 
y vos existías 

No eran buenas esas épocas 
malos eran esos aires 
fue hace veinticinco años 
y vos existías, sin existir todavía 

Una musica brutal
Descubrimos vos y yo 
en el triste carnaval 
una música brutal 
melodías de dolor 

Despertamos vos y yo 
y en el lento divagar 
una música brutal 
encendió nuestra pasión 
Dame tu calor 
bébete mi amor

  • 100 Ascolti
  • Love Is A Losing GameAmy Winehouse

For you I was the flame,
Love is a losing game
Five story fire as you came,
Love is losing game

One I wish I never played,
Oh, what a mess we made
And now the final frame,
Love is a losing game

Played out by the band,
Love is a losing hand
MOre than I could stand,
Love is a losing hand

Self professed and profound
Tilter tips were down
Know you’re a gambling man
Love is a loosing hand

Tho’ I battled blind,
Love is a fate resigned
Memories mar my mind,
Love is a fate resigned

Over futile odds,
And laughed at by the Gods
And now the final frame,
Love is a losing game

  • 31 Ascolti
  • Vecchio FrackDomenico Modugno

E’ giunta mezzanotte 
si spengono i rumori 
si spegne anche l’insegna 
di quell’ultimo caffè 
le strade son deserte 
deserte e silenziose, 
un’ultima carrozza 
cigolando se ne va. 

Il fiume scorre lento 
frusciando sotto i ponti 
la luna splende in cielo 
dorme tutta la città 
solo va un uomo in frack. 

Ha il cilindro per cappello 
due diamanti per gemelli 
un bastone di cristallo 
la gardenia nell’occhiello 
e sul candido gilet 
un papillon, 
un papillon di seta blu 
s’avvicina lentamente 
con incedere elegante 
ha l’aspetto trasognato 
malinconico ed assente 
non si sa da dove vien 
ne dove va 
chi mai sarà 
quell’uomo in frack. 

bonne nuite bonne nuite 
bonne nuite bonne nuite 

Buona notte 
va dicendo ad ogni cosa 
ai fanali illuminati 
ad un gatto innamorato 
che randagio se ne va. 

 E’ giunta ormai l’aurora 
si spengono i fanali 
si sveglia a poco a poco 
tutta quanta la città 
la luna s’è incantata 
sorpresa ed impallidita 
pian piano 
scolorandosi nel cielo sparirà 
sbadiglia una finestra 
sul fiume silenzioso 
e nella luce bianca 
galleggiando se ne van 
un cilindro 
un fiore e un frack. 

Galleggiando dolcemente 
e lasciandosi cullare 
se ne scende lentamente 
sotto i ponti verso il mare 
verso il mare se ne va 
chi mai sarà, chi mai sarà 
quell’uomo in frack. 

Adieu adieu adieu adieu 
addio al mondo 
ai ricordi del passato 
ad un sogno mai sognato 
ad un’attimo d’amore 
che mai più ritornerà. 

Lala la la lala la la..

  • 10 Ascolti
  • SilencioIbrahim Ferrer

Duermen en mi jardín
Las blancas azucenas, los nardos y las rosas
Mi alma muy triste y pesarosa
A las flores quiere ocultar su amargo dolor

Yo no quiero que las flores sepan
Los tormentos que me da la vida
Si supieran lo que estoy sufriendo
Por mis penas llorarían también

Silencio, que están durmiendo
Los nardos y las azucenas
No quiero que sepan mis penas
Porque si me ven llorando morirán

Silencio, que están durmiendo
Los nardos y las azucenas
No quiero que sepan mis penas
Porque si me ven llorando morirán

Porque si me ven llorando morirán

  • 29 Ascolti
  • Breezy's SongShelby Flint
  • 6148 Ascolti
  • Bobby BrownFrank Zappa

Hey, there people, I’m Bobby Brown,
they say I’m the cutest boy in town,
my car is fast 
and my teeth are shiny,
I tell all the girls 
they can kiss my heini.
Here I am at a famous school,
I’m dressing sharp and I’m acting cool,
I got a cheerleader here, 
wants to help with my paper,
let her do all the work 
and maybe later I rape her.
Oh God I am the American Dream,
and I don’t think that I’m too extrem,
and I’m a handsome son of a bitch,
I’m gonna get a good job and be real rich.
Women’s liberation 
came creeping all across the nation
I can tell you people, I was not ready,
when I fucked this dyke by name of Freddie.
She made a little speech then,
oh she tried to make me say when…
She had my balls in a vice,
but she left the dick,
I guess it’s still hooked on,
but now it shoots too quick.
Oh God I am the American Dream,
but now I smell like Vaseline,
and I’m a miserable son of a bitch.
Am I a boy or a lady,
I don’t know which.
So I went out and bought me a leisure suit,
I’m jingling my change,
but I’m still kinda cute,
got a job doing radio promo,
and none of the jocks can even tell I’m a homo.
Eventually me and a friend,
sort of drifted along into S & M,
I can take about an hour on the tower of power,
as long as I get a little golden shower,
Oh God I am the American Dream,
put a spindle up my butt 
‘till it makes me scream,
and I’ll do anything to get ahead,
I lay awake at night saying “thank you Fred”.
Oh God Oh God I’m so fantastic,
and thanks to Freddy I’m a sexual spastic,
and my name is BOBBY BROWN,
watch me now, I’m going down.
and my name is BOBBY BROWN,
watch me now, I’m going down.
and my name is BOBBY BROWN,
watch me now, I’m going down.

  • 103 Ascolti
  • Barney's VersionPasquale Catalano